u can focus everything on making something perfect to yourself or let it be the disaster it is and it will become perfect in its own standard, in the end i find it hard to believe that there will be any recognizable difference
i know this will never amount to anything so why do people still try to act like im gaining anything for this or have a reason to fake anything i just want to do something good for once in my life i really care too much and it makes me sick and i dont know how to change it and no one knows how much its affected everything in my life and everyone im trying to live with
Im coming and i need you to be ready There are places more alive than this place I want to.take.what i have and make it yours in spite of everything i have been living
I remember way way back With the waves under your regret You thought u could bring it back And now u never look at me like that Now it’s all just switched Overtime step by step now you know im dead
if u have to think really hard about what u are writing or need to put the words poem or poetry into everything your writing your trying to be something u are not just give up you are trying to be something u want to be not something u are
what advice could i ever pass on to my future children or what good could any of this bring to a family nothing and it is who i am so what the **** do you want from me